Dark as Daylight Ch. 23

The last clip was shoved in, the slide pulled back, and the chamber had a bullet ready to be fired, when she sneezed. Everyone laughed.

This annoyed her. She resumed firing and destroyed all 15 targets.

Lucius said, "William don't ever let this young woman get in front of you with a loaded gun. She will not miss you. She is almost as good as I am. She is almost as good as Paul is at close range. I would love to take her out and see what she could do at a mile or more. She would put some of the military's best to shame."

"Patty, Lucius has a wonderful idea. You want to hide from Stephano, and other people who want to kill you. Wouldn't the Marines be a wonderful place for you to do it?"

Lucius said, "The Marines are too small an outfit for her. She would have to go into the Army to get lost. I know just the outfit for her to hide in."

Patty replied, "Does anyone here want me to go into the Navy or Air Force? The Navy will keep me out at sea, and the Air Force will keep me up in the air. However, I can always use their computers to fire missiles at my father's house. I can find the Colonel's home, wherever his home is, and he will never be safe from me, again."

"I knew I shouldn't have let her shoot the damn gun."

"Lucius, my friend, where does the military have that atomic bomb proof shelter that's built inside a mountain?"

"It's built into Cheyenne Mountain, William. I have friends that can get us reservations inside, if you like?"

"Would we be safe from her?"

"The only place safe from her is on a different planet."

"I believe that's a realistic goal my friend. I believe Even is working on part of that problem now. It still 10 or 15 years in the future, but it will happen. All we need to do, between now and then, is stay alive, and keep my daughter happy, or get her married, one or the other. I don't believe the 2 ideas are mutually exclusive."

"Dad, how many times have I told you that I am not going to allow a man to have that much power over me. It is not going to happen. I thought it might have happened with Stephano, but you saw what happened with him. He turned into his father, and I'm glad I found out before it was too late. I would never have divorced him, but I never would have lived with him either."

"He keeps calling you, doesn't he?"

"So does AT&T."

"He's still interested in you, Patricia. He may change, because his mother asked him to for his own benefit."

"You say it in business all the time, dad. A leopard can't change its spots. Stephano is his father through and through. Don Bruno didn't change, until after he was in FBI custody, and knew his life was over. Stephano will not change. He is a male chauvinist pig, just like every Italian male in his family. Women are expected to sit in a separate room and keep quiet. That will not be me. I will not do that dad, not ever."

"She's right, William. I've never known Patricia to keep her mouth shut, not ever."

"Lucius, she just proved she knows how to use a gun. I would be very careful if I were you."

"I am being careful. I am the only one with access to the guns here."

"That was an admirable decision, my friend. We both may live longer that way."

"I can still break you in half, dad. If I go at Lucius, tall, dark, and ugly will stop me. I don't believe I stand a chance against Paul."

Paul said, "You are standing, Patricia?"

"You will turn your back on me one time, Paul, and it will be the last time you ever do it."

"Colonel, she is downright mean."

"I've known that since the 1^st day I met her. I've been very careful around her ever since."

"I have a meeting at 6 PM. Are you coming with me Lucius, or is 1 of my new body people coming with me?"

"What type of meeting do you have tonight, William?"

"I'm buying a hotel chain that's about to go bankrupt. Of course, I had nothing to do with its current financial problems, and they see me as their 'White Knight'."

"Dad, you are a very evil man. You steal with one hand, and give to the poor with the other."

"Don't forget that I leave some profit in the middle for me, Patricia."

"Where would you, Larry, Carl, Warren and Arnault be without a little profit in the middle?"

"Be nice when you talk about my friends in the business world. We make the world go around."

"I know, dad, and sometimes that world makes me dizzy."

"As long as there is a computer in front of you, nothing makes you dizzy. Let's go, I need a nap before I go to my meeting. Lucius, you take care of the protection detail."

"You know I will."

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"Are you tired, little one," Jim asked Olivia?

"How could I possibly be tired, master? We spent 2 wonderful weeks running around Paris, buying everything in sight every afternoon. You took me dining and dancing nearly every evening, and made beautiful love to me every night. I know more about my body now than I ever did before. You kept every promise you made to me. I have more beautiful things to wear than I believe I will ever wear in the next 20 years. Each night, you made sure I repaid you for every penny I spent in the boutiques in sex. Jim, you are like a machine in bed. You are so wonderful to me and my body. I am so happy it was you that handed me the white rose.

When our 2 weeks in Paris was up, you took me to that god-awful place called the, "Cote de Azure" for one week, to work on my tan. You said I had to have a tan to prove to my father I had been at the summer camp, with my friends. I hope the place didn't burn down.

'Did you have to take me to a nude beach in St. Tropez?' Of course, you did.

You can't stand the sight of me in clothes. What are you going to do when we return to New York, Jim? I can't walk around the city nude. If there was a way to do it, I'm sure you would find it.

I had a sexually exhausting week with you on the French Riviera. Mammary intercourse is fun. I feel like I am in control of you, at least a little, by pressing lighter, and then tighter against your man muscle. The lubricants you used between my breasts were interesting, including the one that kept me horny for an extra 3 days. I really didn't need the extra titillation with you around, and with me in heat all the time. You even fingered me to orgasm, while I was naked on the beach several times. I hope I didn't scare anyone, when I yelled, passionately, in orgasm.

Except for the mess you make on my face and in my hair when you orgasm, you seem to like inter-mammary sex, also.

You made sure I spent at least 4 hours on the beach worshiping the sun. You must have a stopwatch in your head, because you made sure I turned my naked body over every 15 minutes, and lovingly spreading SPF-55 sun-block all over me, so I didn't burn. You didn't miss one millimeter of me. You even made sure to go deeply into my orifices, touching me in ways that made my eyes cross, and my body yearn for you. You are such a bastard. You left me hanging on the very edge of an orgasm for so long, when we returned to our suite, I attacked you and demanded sex from my master, immediately. You didn't disappoint me.

On the morning of the 8^th day of our stay in St. Tropez, you had a nearly dead body on your hands. After you finished with me, at 4 in the morning, I couldn't move. Wherever I was at that very second, I stayed until I felt you dressing me. I wasn't sure if we had showered or not, and I didn't care. My mind wasn't working, and all it wanted to do was sleep. So, it turned off, and left me like a ragdoll. I don't remember much at all after we left our suite. Over your shoulder I went, into the elevator, down to the lobby, and out to the helicopter that was waiting to take us to the airport.

I guess that's one way to beat the morning commute.

Off to the airport we went, and when I saw our magnificent airplane waiting to whisk us off to our next destination, I was hoping for a 6- hour nap. With Jim's hand roaming under my panties, I knew I didn't have a prayer of getting any sleep at all.

You carried me up the stairway, into the aircraft, and to our seats. As you buckled me in, the aircraft started to move and we were on our way. To where, I didn't have a clue, so I closed my eyes and begged my mind to turn off once more.

It didn't turn out to be half bad. It took us 2 ½ hours to get to our next destination. I came at least 3 times that I remember, and my panties were only useful for scrap by the time we landed. I must remember to put old panties on, or not put them on at all if the 2 of us are going to be alone together for any amount of time.

His hands are so big, and my pussy so small, I can't believe how deep he gets in me. I just know that my body explodes into orgasm, whether he is playing with my front or back.

Our stewardess doesn't even blush, anymore, when she comes to see if we would like anything to eat or drink, and he is busy working on me. My voice might not be working, but I'm sure the look on my face tells her to get lost, and quickly, because something magical is about to happen. I got so loud that Jim stuffed a towel in my mouth, to control me, as I ascended into the heavens. I'm not sure how he did it, because he had one hand busy in both my front, and in my back. I know he doesn't have a third hand, because I would have noticed it by now. He might have used his dick to stuff the towel in my mouth, but I'm not sure.

By the time I was lucid again, he was seated comfortably in his chair, reading a magazine. Apparently, he had washed and cleaned himself up, after this last episode. I close my eyes and begged for sleep. It came quickly, but then I felt the jolt of the wheels touching down, just as I started a wonderful dream. Oh well, my dream man was seated right next to me, and I would see what he had in store for me now.

If it wasn't for the signs written in Spanish, we could've been in Greece for all I knew. All I knew for sure was we landed in Spain, because I had to show my passport to the kind police officer at customs. I amazed myself when I spoke Spanish to him, and he smiled at me. 6 years of the Spanish language, taught to me in private schools had finally paid off. I thought I had impressed Jim, until he spoke to the officer in equally fluent Spanish. He really pissed me off when he did it, because I thought I had outdone him, at least once, on this vacation.

"Wrong again!"

You took my nearly unconscious body to the Costa Brava, in Cartagena, Spain, where I thought I would rest for the remainder of the day. The entire top floor of the hotel was reserved for us, and us alone. Mr. William really loved Jim, and wanted him to have the best time possible while he was screwing me.

In a huge, gorgeously appointed private elevator, we were taken, non-stop, to the top floor, and the Imperial Suite. A large buffet was laid out for us to feast on. It was a shame, because I had no desire to eat any of the delicious foods that lay before me. It appeared that Jim didn't want to eat food either as he looked at me as I undressed, per the rules of the house.

I don't know how he does it, but as soon as I take off my last piece of clothing, he is naked, and all over me. His large body cuddles me like I am a tiny teddy bear. He is a huge bear, and he has evil intent in his heart. He puts me on the bed, grabs my feet and puts them in the air. I lose sight of his face in seconds. I scream in pleasure a few seconds afterwards. He knows the areas I love him to touch, and he hits them every time he goes down to my pussy. He enjoys feasting of my liquids, and he keeps them flowing as I keep orgasming on his tongue, and fingers.

One thing I am sure of is, I taste better than he does. When he kisses me after lovingly bringing me to the heights of an orgasm, I can taste myself on his tongue, fingers, and lips. I taste tangy and sweet.

When he ejaculates in my mouth, he has a sharp, cheese like taste. It's not objectionable, and as he told me at the very beginning, it is an acquired taste. I have acquired it. I love getting him off with my mouth, because I can watch him dissolve from the mighty warrior, into a normal human for a moment. During that moment, we are equals, and he belongs to me.

Apparently, we are both insatiable. Except for a few bathroom breaks, and a shower or two to clean up, we didn't close the bedroom lights until after 3 the following morning.

Gee whiz, my squinty eyes thought, it is 11 o'clock in the morning. I am finally going to see Cartagena's beaches. More sun and fun, and another nude beach. I was already turning brown, and another week of this stuff, I would look like a Spanish native. Jim was mildly pink. I wasn't sure if I hated, or envied him. He lay down next to me, using the same SPF 55 sunblock, and his body refused to tan. I on the other hand was well on my way to turning brown. Apparently, I had enough Melanin in my body for both of us. The bastard I loved, even spread the cheeks of my ass to make sure everything on my body tanned equally.

After a tough day lying on the beach, and having the sun drain every ounce of energy out of me, we made our way back to the hotel, which was 2 blocks away. I was wearing a simple cover-up, and a bikini, until the doors of our private elevator closed. Less than 10 seconds later, I was naked, in his arms and off the ground. He had my left breast in his mouth, searching for milk. I was sorry to disappoint him.

I swear I don't know how he does it, but Jim is ready for sex at any moment of the day or night.

The next day you walked my feet off in this ancient city, as we visited the Carthaginian fort, (naturally it was accessible by dirt road only), the Roman amphitheater (a paved road this time), the mining museum,(Gold, Silver, and Lead) and the street the locals call 'Lovers Lane.' It's not exactly a meat market, but couples do meet and interchange partners for the evening there. I found it quite interesting to find this interaction going on in a Roman Catholic country.

Jim took me to some stores that shocked me. I shopped online for all types of sex aids before, but had never seen an assortment like these. The French didn't come close to what the Spaniards had in their stores. Jim explained that it was the Moorish influence that made these items so outlandish.

As I was putting items in my basket, and thinking about purchasing some of them, Jim said to me, "I'm going to use each one of them on you, little girl. After all, they are for your pleasure."

I immediately rethought some of my choices and tried to put them back on the shelves.

He caressed my wrist. "No, you don't, Olivia. Once it's in the basket, it stays in the basket."

"Jim, I think I'm going to munch on your balls tonight."

"I believe I will do the same to your clit, little one. It will be rougher on you to swallow my balls, then it will be for me to swallow your clit. My prick will still be able to penetrate your ass deep enough to make your eyes cross."

"Remember, Jim, after 3 more days, you only have 3 weeks left to torture my body."

"Is that what I'm doing to your body Olivia: torturing it? If it is, I will tie your hands to the headboard every night and not touch you for the next 3 weeks.

You will not be allowed to touch your body, either. I will put gloves on your hands, and a thick diaper around your privates, so you can't stimulate yourself. I wonder which 1 of us will be able to last the longest without sex?"

I begged for forgiveness, and he granted it by putting me to bed just after lunch and not letting me go to sleep until the wee hours of the next morning. I needed sleep desperately and my body was so relaxed it came instantly.

However, it ended too soon as that sex crazed person I loved dripped ice-cold water on my lips.

No not those lips, my nether lips, where his fingers spread the lips of my vagina apart, slid back my clits protective hood, and exposed that little traitor to his eyes. The bundle of nerves that connects to that piece of flesh is going to be my undoing in life, as I shrieked to the high heavens in shock. I couldn't close my legs, because he was seated between them, with a big grin on his face.

I yelled at him, "Aren't you satisfied, yet?"

"I will never get my fill of you, Olivia. However, our aircraft departs in 2 hours, and you have to eat, shower, and dress before we leave the hotel. You have a choice, you can eat breakfast or me, before showering."

"I'm going to wipe that self-satisfied grin off your face by eating you, instead of breakfast, Jim. I'm going to make your balls ache, before I allow you to cum."

"I look forward to it, darling. Where would you like to start?"

"Stand by the wall, I want to see you fall on your face, as you cum in my mouth."

"You will be in complete control as always, Olivia. I will not force myself any deeper into your throat then you allow me. Enjoy yourself, because I will be enjoying you."

As Jim said this, he poured the remainder of the ice water on my clit, and pussy just to hear me scream his name. He was not disappointed.

"Jim, You REPROBATE, I'll get you for that!"

"I certainly hope so, baby. I want you to get even with me using every part of your body. I can't even stand the sight of you when you are covered with the blankets at night. You are too beautiful for any words made up by man."

"I don't care how nice you are to me now. Later tonight, I'm going to be munching on your balls."

"What will I be doing at the same time, dearest?"

"I'm not going to think about that now, I'm just going to think about the pleasure of taking those oranges into my mouth and shrinking them down to grapes."

"I will be thinking about your punishment for the remainder of the day. I can be very inventive given that amount of time."

"How long did it take you to think up dripping ice water on me?"

"As soon as I saw your beautiful pussy, it took less than a second."

"I am in trouble, but I knew that when you handed me the white rose at school."

"I waited a long time to give you something as pure as you were. I can now give you red roses, dozens of them, because you are as hot as fire."

"It's your fault, you made me this way, and I love you for it. I don't believe any other man could have initiated me in all forms of lovemaking as you have. I believe they would have been afraid to do the things you did to me, as quickly as you did them. I lost all 3 of my virginity's in one afternoon, and it was fun. What other virgin could say that to the man that took them from her so easily?"

"As I said to you on the aircraft, I'm sneaky. All I had to do was make you look left when I went right. I broke your hymen and was 4 inches deep inside you, before you knew what happened to you. You were unconscious and I was almost completely into your ass when you finally realized something was different. It wasn't until I put the last few inches into you that you realized I was telling the truth.

After that, it's all been fun, and learning on your part; teaching and having more fun on mine. Just in case you're wondering, I've been having a lot of fun making love with you. How has it been on your part?"

"How can you possibly ask me that, Master? I am beyond ecstatic. I don't know what I'm going to do when we part company in New York. I don't want to fool around with young boys, because they will have no experience, and only think of themselves.

Doctor Braverman won't touch me until the end of the school year, when he thinks I will be 18. I know he will treat me very well, but I don't think he will treat me as well as you have. I will have to put an act on for him to make him believe I am a virgin in every way imaginable. If he checks my vagina before he penetrates me, he's going to wonder where my hymen went. I can always tell him I lost it during gymnastics, ballet, or soccer, but I will be looser, thanks to you, then he expects a virgin to be."